Pain

    God, these few days I just do not know why I feel like crappy. There are certain thoughts in my mind… that I just doesn’t really want to share because I don’t really know if anyone will understand me. Sometimes I don’t even know what I’m thinking. Nonetheless, I will still praise You. Though I may be going through a season of darkness, I will still praise You.

I’m hurt and in pain;

Give me space for healing, and mountain air.

Let me shout God’s name with a praising song,
Let me tell his greatness in a prayer of thanks.

For God, this is better than oxen on the altar,
Far better than blue-ribbon bulls.

The poor in spirit see and are glad—
Oh, you God-seekers, take heart!

(Psalm 69:29-32)